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When I think of monsters bad parents come to mind.
There are some in this world that have NEVER been very kind.
When I think of monsters some parents enter the head.
I use to have nightmares of them and stay awake in bed.
When I think of monsters criminals come to life.
The ones that come to mind always seem to have a knife.
When I think of monsters I think of me.
For that is what my monster made me be.
When I think of monsters bad parents come to mind.
Love looks with not the eyes, but with the mind.
(midsummer night dream)
There was no September POTM and you aren't allowed to create one. Moving to the normal poem forum.
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